Yep…you got it. Or in case you didn’t get it, I will no longer be needing the creepy Port-A-Cath! You may recall from some of my earliest posts that I wasn’t exactly thrilled to be getting a port in the first place. At the time, it was suggested that I make it my friend and give it a name. Well, I never really got THAT close to it…despite the fact that IT was quite close to me…or technically, inside of me. But somewhere over the last 14 months that it has been a part of my life, I did learn to appreciate it. It made all of my treatments at Princess Margaret a lot easier. So while I never really loved having it, I certainly am now an advocate for ports! And on this coming Tuesday, I get to say good-bye to it. Forever.

I will be heading to Toronto General on Tuesday afternoon for the surgery to remove the port. The procedure itself will take about an hour and I will be at the hospital for about 4 hours in total. At this point, it’s really no biggie 🙂  And as you can imagine, this is a surgery that I am really looking forward to!

Today was a big day. I crossed the proverbial finish line. Yep, that’s right. This morning I had my last treatment at Princess Margaret. In true social media fashion, I took a selfie in the chemo chair, and then took a photo of the very last infusion that, fingers crossed, I will ever have to have at the Chemo Center. Now all I have to deal with is that pesky port…stay tuned!